you sold drugs to people in the South after no other choice.. Having to take a train there, there's economy, business and prestigious, economy has been hell for you.. Shared washrooms, people doing.. Inappropriate stuff..overall just a dangerous place but one day the marble you snuck the drugs in went missing, you search everywhere and find a guy in the prestigious hall is holding it.. Smirking at you, it's Xeryl, he speaks in a hoarse and arrogant voice

come kitty kitty.